#blind channel fanfiction

[theflyingfeeling]

the terrible infidelity AU is back, this time with a synopsis, because this one was born from a very specific need:

Aleksi accidentally steals Olli's t-shirt and proceeds to pleasure himself while wearing it, thinking of Olli.

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Aleksi never thought he'd stoop so low.

He wasn't sure how Olli's t-shirt had ended up in his suitcase. It was black like all of his own clothes, like all of their clothes were, so who could really judge him for making such an easy mistake.

Aleksi could remember holding it in his hands when they had been doing the traditional, panic-induced last-minute packing before having to give up the rental tour bus. His head was instantly filled with memories of Olli wearing the shirt just the other night when he had, at three in the morning, climbed into Aleksi's bunk and buried his head in the crook of Aleksi's neck, which was something he did from time to time when he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall back to sleep again. Olli's explanations varied from 'Porko is snoring' to 'it's too cold' to 'just couldn't', and Aleksi never stopped him when he pressed against him in the small space they shared.

He hadn't stopped Olli that night either, when Olli had claimed to be homesick and asked Aleksi to do something about it. Aleksi simply hadn't been able to find a way to say no, not when Olli's widened pupils had been looking up at him and he could feel Olli's semi hard-on through his boxers.

Still. An easy mistake to make.

~*~

He wasn't sure how Olli's t-shirt had replaced the one he had been wearing, so that now he was sitting on the couch of his home studio, wrapped in the smell of Olli instead of the flowery scent of the fabric softener she had told him to buy when he had gone out the night before to buy more coffee grounds. Aleksi supposed he could blame it on the tiredness doing tricks on his brain and making him act out of his will.

Running his palm over the worn fabric and the crusty band logo, he thought about how he had done exactly that when Olli had been wearing that shirt, his and Olli's rock-hard cocks inside Olli's fist. He swallowed as he recalled Olli chasing his lips for a kiss they shouldn't share and clutched the hem of the shirt near his lower stomach when he relived the moment of his orgasm, grasping anything his hands could find to help him contain himself in a tour bus full of his sleeping friends and coworkers.

He glanced down on himself and saw the front of his sweatpants bulging.

Yeah. Just the tiredness.

~*~

He wasn't sure when his hand had slid inside his boxers, but there he was: stroking himself while the smell of Olli surrounded him.

For that, he couldn't even bother making up an excuse. That was just him being weak.

It drove him crazy with lust, as it had back in the tour bus bunk, with Olli right there next to him for him to touch and taste and breathe in. He had done exactly that, relentlessly, fondling Olli over his shirt and under it and below it, wanting him closer, needing him with every living cell Aleksi had in himself. He wrapped his fingers around his erection and closed his eyes to block out the studio and the footsteps from above, to imagine it was Olli who was touching him, like he had done that night. A sigh left his lungs as he squeezed his cock, a sigh which turned into a whine when he remembered how heavenly Olli's warm, slick palm had felt.

Olli's movements had been rapid and rough, so Aleksi's were too, his hand moving up and down his length with a desperate speed. Olli had sneaked a hand under Aleksi's shirt to massage his chest and belly, so Aleksi did too, his own hand following the same path Olli's had, because he swore he could still memorize every single twist and turn of Olli's fingers. He whimpered out loud again, frustrated at his own touch not feeling half as good as Olli's, defeated because even from miles away, from his home in Oulu, Olli still had a hold of his heart as well as of his cock.

Not long before reaching his climax, Aleksi finally allowed himself to summon the memory of Olli repeating Aleksi's name over and over again in a whisper that got muffled somewhere in between Aleksi's lips before he ejaculated. The feeling of Olli's warm cum dribbling between their cocks had been enough to bliss Aleksi out as well and he had followed almost immediately after, his hand groping Olli's backside aimlessly and his heart being swallowed up by Olli, throbbing wildly like both their cocks inside Olli's fist, slowly jerking them through their orgasms. Even without Olli's seed covering his cock this time, Aleksi came as intensely as he had then, some of the spurts of white landing on the shirt he was wearing.

The footsteps from above had silenced. Aleksi could only hope he hadn't been too loud.

His eyes burned when it hit him what he had done.

He really was so weak.

~*~

Aleksi wasn't sure how the shirt had ended up in her hands, now wet and wrinkled and flower-smelling. He had probably forgotten it in the bottom of the laundry basket where he had hidden it in his guilt-crippled panic.

"Since when have you had an AC/DC shirt?"

He could've told her it was Olli's. That he had packed it in his suitcase by mistake and was meaning to give it back to him next week when he'd come over for preparations for yet another tour. That he thought the least he could do to make up accidentally stealing Olli's favourite shirt was to at least wash it before returning it.

He should have told her the truth.

"A fan gift," he said instead.

~*~

Aleksi wasn't sure when he had become so attached to the shirt, to the point he felt weirdly mournful handing it back to Olli.

That was even though he had barely touched it since it had come out of the laundry machine. It didn't smell of Olli anymore.

"Wait, you had this all this time?"

"Yeah, sorry 'bout it." Aleksi's cheeks were as if on fire. Although the shirt no longer looked as nasty as it had with Aleksi's cum staining it, the sight of it was still imprinted on his retinas.

"I've been looking for this everywhere! Haven't seen it since... since, umm..."

What was left of Aleksi's heart stopped beating then.

Had Olli been thinking about it too, the night they had shared with Olli wearing that exact shirt? Had it been driving him insane as well, the memory of their cocks rubbing together, of their mouths searching for each other?

Had Olli, too, when making love to his partner, been imagining it was Aleksi in her stead?

Olli cleared his throat, eyes fixed on the neatly folded shirt in his hands. "Anyway. Thanks."

Have you? I need you to tell me you have. I need you to need me the way I need you.

I need you.

"Yeah, anytime."

#ollixallu #blind channel rpf #blind channel fanfiction #random tumblr ficlets by theflyingfeeling #co-plotted with tumblr user cosmicfire! please don't ask how we came to discuss aleksi wanking over olli's shirt 🥰

[ifidiedinadream]

Allu/reader involving mirror sex.

+ aleksi reader insert request based off of his two most recent photos but make it just pure filth

i combined these two prompts! hope you enjoy 🖤🖤🖤

the pics in question

also on ao3

You're totally naked, sitting on the bed with your legs spread wide; Aleksi is standing across from you, casually leaning on the mirror right in front of you. His hair is slicked back and he's fully clothed, his black shirt all buttoned up. The sleeves are rolled up, showing off his blacked out arms, and the neck is blacked out too, matching his eyeliner, making his skin look even paler. The contacts don't allow you to read his eyes like you normally would, his gaze more impersonal, but not leaving you even for a second. 

"Don't look at me, look at yourself," Aleksi says when he catches you staring for too long. Your fingers are working your clit and it feels amazing, even more so when you notice how hard Aleksi is inside his pants because of it. Your reflection is nothing short of obscene, everything on display and a facial expression that screams arousal and lust. You look hot, you'll admit it, so you bring the hand to your mouth to suck at your juices while locking eyes with yourself. Aleksi hums, and out of the corner of your eye, you see him adjust his crotch. 

"Like this, baby, yeah." 

He opens his pants but you don't dare take your eyes off your reflection. Your mouth waters nonetheless, wishing your fingers were his beautiful cock instead. 

Aleksi strokes himself inside his pants twice, just to take the edge off, then comes to sit on the bed right behind you, making sure you feel his hot breath on the side of your neck right away. His lips hover over your skin for a moment, and in the reflection you look like a vampire's prey about to be bitten, but Aleksi's mouth never touches you. Instead, his large hand goes to grip at your breast, squeezing tightly, just on the side of uncomfortable, while the other snakes from behind and finds your cunt, covering it entirely. You try grinding against it but it's fruitless. 

"You're so fucking beautiful," he whispers in your ear, "you're so fucking mine." 

You throw your head back against his collarbone, your hips bucking up of their own accord. Aleksi snorts and it's a low sound. 

"Not so fast, baby. Touch yourself for me a bit more first." 

He removes his hand from your cunt but the one on your breast stays where it is, loosening its grip and caressing your nipple. It feels incredible and you're more than eager to touch yourself again, massaging your clit with fast fingers. Aleksi's veiled eyes never stop looking at it. 

As he's grinding his clothed cock against the small of your back (his thrusts are small and controlled), he finally puts his hand back between your legs. He instructs you not to stop stimulating your clit with a low growl in your ear. In the meantime, one of his fingers slides inside you, causing you to moan as if on cue. He hums in turn and starts sliding his finger in and out of you. It's slow at first, almost sweet, but then he adds another finger and his pace quickens. Given how horny you already are, the sight of his fingers disappearing inside you threatens to make you come way too quickly, so you turn your gaze away from the mirror and settle it to his face just above your head. From here you can see his parted lips and his septum piercing and it isn't a much less arousing sight, all in all. 

"Fuck, you're perfect," Aleksi breathes out when his fingers go quicker and your moans turn higher, "I want you on my cock." 

"Are you gonna fuck me?" you ask, mostly for confirmation because you just can't wait to get off. Aleksi removes his hand then, bringing it to your mouth so you can clean it. You do so obediently, and you almost gag when he shoves the fingers deeper into your mouth, but the grunt that comes out of his throat makes it all worth it. 

"Hell yeah I'm gonna fuck you," Aleksi says, "I'm gonna fuck you so good." 

With that, Aleksi makes you lie down on your stomach, shoves a pillow under your pelvis and lies down on top of you. You can barely bask in the feeling of having him all around you before he grabs your chin and turns it to the mirror, so that you're looking at yourself. He's watching your face in the reflection as he shoves his big cock inside you, watching every sensation that crosses your expression. Only the first thrust is slow, however; when he's all inside, his hand keeping your face in place lowers down to find your neck, holding it tight, and then his pace becomes frantic. 

"What a perfect little whore," he grunts, obviously satisfied with the way you don't diverge your gaze from the mirror. Truth be told, you wouldn't be able to, even if you wanted: Aleksi pushing into you while staring at your face, holding your face up by the neck ever so firmly, his parted lips whispering obscenities, his contacts rolling back every once in a while and the cross shaped charm of his earring dangling with every thrust, is a sight that demands to be seen. You're hooked, fatally glued to the image in the mirror. 

"So tight and needy for me," Aleksi says a while later, when his perfect cock starts feeling way too good inside you, brushing against all of your sensitive spots, making it impossible for you not to moan out loud. You even close your eyes, but Aleksi doesn't seem to mind. He groans in your ear, urging you on, telling you to come on his cock. Other than those lovely sounds, all you hear is the sound of his cock moving in and out of you, so wet and loud and obscene. 

When you come, Aleksi grips your neck harder, which only adds to the head rush. Your moan comes out broken and Aleksi pushes impossibly hard into you, with all his might. It's the last thing you perceive before pleasure takes over completely and it's all you can feel. 

You black out for a moment. The orgasm was so intense it left you with ringing ears and tingling all over. You don't know when Aleksi came, pulled out and lay down beside you, taking you in his arms. But when you come back to your senses and that's where you are, your heart is full. 

#my writing #blind channel fanfiction #blind channel rpf #rpf #blind channel imagines #aleksi kaunisvesi x reader

[exquisiteagony]

it’s dead city radio saturday here folks, so here’s chapter 2!

#i speak! #rpf #my fic #ao3 #fanfic #fanfiction #blind channel fanfiction #fic #dead city radio

[gakehc]

Cringe Lord

Joel can be so cringe that bothers you a lot but you can't deny that he is hot and he obviously thinks the same about you. Just the two of you alone in the studio can lead you to a naughty game.

♡ Author's note: I saw someone calling Joel "cringe lord" and I had this idea. Not my best work but I decided to post it anyway.

♡ Warnings:  This is a work involving real people but it's 100% fiction writen. Please remember that this is only for fun purposes and it doesn't reflect their real thoughts and behaviors. Don't take this work too serious. +18 only. Oral sex (m and f); dirty talk.

♡ Characters: Joel Hokka × fem reader

♡ Words: 1.956

♡ MASTERLIST HERE.

You run through the sidewalk avoiding bumping into people as you try to get to the studio as fast as you can. You are already late – one hour to be exact – so you don't want to make the boys wait even more for you. Niko and Joonas thought that it would be a good idea if you could help with the backing vocals for the next Blind Channel album since – according to them – you have a beautiful voice. You never really sang something professionally, just on drunk karaoke nights or Instagram stories so you are a little bit nervous; you would hate to do a bad job and disappoint your friends.

When you finally arrive you find it strange to hear only silence since the boys are always talking loud and laughing. Soon you realize that you are almost alone, the only one here besides you is Joel. He is sitting on the couch with his cellphone in hands, trying to take a good selfie or something like that. You hold a laugh when he starts to film something that probably is for his Tiktok account.

“Hey cringe lord” you say, making him jump in fright.

“Shit!” He says, dropping his phone on the center table.

“Don't stop because of me, please. I was having fun watching you being so ridiculous” you drop your purse at the table, sitting on his side on the couch.

He just rolls his eyes as he keeps recording himself. You two don't get along very well, you think Joel is kinda boring; always trying to be the vampire prince of darkness like Ville Valo or something. It makes you want to puke. On his side, he doesn't have enough patience for you because he thinks you are too nice – or miss perfect, like he always calls you.

“Where are the rest of the boys?” You ask.

“They got tired and hungry so they decided to go buy some food… You know that it's really bad when people have to wait hours for someone” he says, his eyes still locked on the cellphone screen.

“I got stuck at work. I'm sorry to make the other guys wait. About you… well, I'm not sorry” you give him a grin “What are you doing?”.

You grab the phone from his hands, reading the title of the filter he was trying on: Your love story in 2024. A loud laugh comes from your mouth and you try to hold but the idea of Joel caring about this kind of stuff sounds like a joke to you – even though he is just having fun.

“That's so pathetic!” You roll his eyes.

“I don't fucking care”.

He presses the button and starts to record, and soon the result appears: enemy to lovers. He tries to hide the result from you but your eyes already caught everything. A heath grows in your stomach just to think about the possibility of things changing between you and Joel. Yes, he is very – very – attractive and it would be nice to kiss him if he wasn't such a dumbass.

“Impossible” you say.

“Why? Are you the only enemy I have in my life?”.

“Well… if you are open to a relationship with those jerks from record labels who tried to take advantage from the band, I think I am the only one who would fit in this enemy to lovers type of shit. The other girls would kill to suck you small dick”.

“You don't know shit and it's not small”.

“Yeah, right!” You sound sarcastic.

“I bet I would make you choke on my cock with such an ease”.

“It's good for you to have such high self esteem but please you need limits. And I bet you couldn't make me cum even if your life depends on it”.

“Oh I know I could… give me five minutes and I will prove it to you”.

You laugh again but the idea doesn't sound bad to you. It would be nice to see how good mr. cringe lord can be and that doesn't mean you need to show him that you – maybe – are enjoying. Taking him by surprise, you pin him against the couch and straddle his lap. His blue eyes show desperation as he is still trying to figure out what to do with his hands.

“What is this?” He ask.

“You asked for five minutes. Show me what you can do”.

You can see his chest going up and down with the rhythm of his heart that is certainly beating really fast. He stares at your lip before finally kissing you, your mouth immediately open for his tongue to enter. He tastes good like mint drops or something, feels freshening. Joel is not as wild as you thought he would be, maybe he is a little afraid of pushing your limits. His big hands roam through your back, entering above your shit and touching your skin, making you shiver from head to toe. You lift your arms so he can take your shit off and so he does, taking his own shirt right after. The scar next to his shoulder steals your attention and you lick it, making sure to look deep into his eyes and smile.

“Fucking whore” he gruns, bitting his lower lip.

“And you're boring. I can't believe I am still wearing my bra”.

Joel finally opens your bra and tosses it to the other side of the room. He bites your nipple carefully, making you feel a soft pain that takes a moan from you, which makes him smirk. His hand is so big that he can hold your boob entirely and squeeze roughly, his fingers playing with your nipple.

“You're not impressing me” you tease him.

He rolls you and makes you lay on your back, taking off your shoes and jeans. He laughs to see that your underwear is wet, proving that he has impacted you. He pushes the fabric to the side, revealing your soaking wet folds. He inserts two fingers inside of you without warning, hooking them until he finds the spongy spot that surely will make you cum.

“Hm… you're smart” you say, noticing how quick he can find your sweet spot.

He takes his finger in and out but what makes it almost impossible for you to hold your moans is when his tongue touches your clit. He licks you right there when you need the most, fast and intensely, taking you by surprise on how fast you are feeling your orgasm growing. It's almost impossible to hide the fact that your clit is throbbing, Joel is probably feeling on his tongue, but you try to put on your best bored face because you would never admit that he is making you cum so fast. You can feel him smiling while he sucks your folds non stop, deep inside he is enjoying finally tasting you. He can act like he hates you but the fact it's that he always thought about eating you out. His big nose all smeared with your juices is such a nice scene for you.

You bite your lower lip when you feel your apex taking control, trying not to show any emotion but Joel notices that your back is contracting and your legs are shaking involuntarily. He grins sensually, feeling satisfied to know that he was right: your orgasm took less than five minutes to come.

“It seems that I was right” he says.

“Maybe. You also said that I would choke in your cock. I doubt that”.

He gets on his knees on the couch and unbutton his pants, your eyes shining as you watch his bulge getting bigger inside his underwear. It doesn't seem to be small at all. He pulls down his underwear, his cock free and hard as a rock, precum leaking and making your mouth water. It's not that thick but it's definitely long and can easily reach your throat. You lean towards his crotch, looking in his eyes before taking your tongue out and leaving a small lick at the tip of his cock. He seems nervous – maybe desperate to feel your pretty lips around him. He holds your head and pushes against his cock, making you suck the whole thing, the tip touching the deepest part of your mouth. You close your eyes and try not to cough as he pulls it in and off, fucking your mouth slowly. Joel is enjoying seeing you struggling to suck him, your eyes already watering. You try to breathe with your nose while he quickens the pace, even though it's hard to have everything in your mouth you are enjoying. Soon, you hold his shaft with your hands and then go slow to play with his balls. That's a clear sign that you are having fun.

“Look at you… you are enjoying it, aren't you?” He says, his voice sounding almost like a groan.

You roll your eyes but you keep going, Joel doesn't even need to move his hips anymore. Saliva starts to drip down your chin and you know you probably look like a total mess.

“What if the boys see you here sucking me like the whore you are?” He asks.

His words turn you on even more and you wish you could feel him inside of you but it would be too risky – the door is unlocked, the boys could enter at any minute. You feel the rush making your heart beat faster, Joel cursing and groaning as he feels that he is about to cum.

“Fuck, I'm gonna cum…” he closes his eyes with pleasure.

“Fill my mouth, then” you only take his cock out from your mouth to say those words.

Joel's moans are extremely sexy when he reaches his orgasm, the warm liquid reaching your throat as you swallow everything quickly. He puts his underwear and pants back as you do the same with your jeans and your shirt. You see your face on your cell phone screen and your face is smeared in saliva and melted mascara. You quickly wipe it with a tissue that you always carry on your bag, looking normal again. Soon, you hear the voices from the other guys: they are finally here. Joel smirks as he thinks about how lucky you are because he finished on time for you to not get caught.

“About what happened…” he says.

“We will finish this later, at my apartment”.

Your answer takes him by surprise. He didn't expect you to want to be with him again and it seems that you have plans.

“Let's see if your cock is good inside my pussy” you say, without looking at him as you wait for the door to open.

Finally, you see Niko, Joonas and Aleksi entering the door. They are happy to see you as they carry some paper bags with food.

“Hey! You're here!” Joonas says “Sorry to make you spend time with Joel”.

“Not a big deal. Actually, I was pretty late so I am the one who needs to apologize”.

“That's ok”.

“Joonas?” Niko asks “Is that your bra?” He lifts the bra that he found next to the door.

“That's not mine, dude! I like to let my beautiful tits free”.

“Aleksi?”.

“Nope. Not mine” Aleksi laughs.

The three boys look at you and Joel, waiting for an answer.

“Well… it's mine” Joel says, taking the piece from Niko's hand.

“Yeah, I see…”.

You feel your face getting red. How could you forget your bra? Now it's clear to everyone that something naughty happened here but the boys are nice enough to not talk about it and make you feel ashamed.

“Mystery solved. Now let's work”.

#blind channel fanfiction #blind channel #joel hokka

[mondayborn]

Omega Spell

Joonas comes and goes but he's always back, loyal and excited to give Joel a taste of his adventures. He likes mingling with the other bands and no one will turn away a sociable omega.

Joel would feel jealous but he's had his own fill of it. He's happy to let others enjoy the ancient magic of an omega spell.

Joel is alright with Joonas doing the rounds. Or so he says.

Words: 1018

Read here

#omegaverse και ξερό ψωμί #blind channel fanfiction #rpf #egglish

[you-will-return]

Hey :D Chapter 2 of Hot Mess is up! Where Aleksi finds an ally and plans get made.

Hope you guys enjoy it :)

#nevermind that this took me almost two months to upload #i'll get to the kind comments on part one asap <33 #fingers crossed that this post will actually upload since I'm a) using the scheduling feature that i don't really trust #and b) using ICE internet which i trust even less #i've got 3 hours until I arrive in Hamburg and then another 2 hours of sitting around in my hostel until i'm seeing fob #so i'll probs start working on the new chapter during that time #it's shorter than the previous ones but chapter 4 is gonna be a whopper again so i guess it's nice to have a little breather in between #blind channel fanfiction

[yetanothercatastrophe]

new reader insert dropped

cw: revoked consent at some point  enjoy :)

The time Aleksi chose to bring the question up seems random. You two are laying on the couch, just being on your phone, your feet on his legs, neither of you having said a word in the past 20 minutes. Both of you know how to appreciate quiet time together. While you love hearing about his work and his tour stories, sometimes all you need is his company and some utter silence and you know he is the same. That’s why you’re even more surprised when he clears his throat. “Darling, can I ask you something?” “Of course”, you reply and sit up a bit, realizing how uncomfortable the position you have been laying in has gotten. “What would you think about including one of the boys in our sex life?” You choke on your own spit. He sounded a bit awkward when asking his first question, you surely did not expect him to get straight to the point like that. Then again, you shouldn’t be too surprised, while the two of you had needed some time to find about each other’s needs and desires, neither of you had ever struggled with starting a conversation about things you wanted to try or change. However, this feels different. Wildly different. You’re not appalled at all, just not sure what to expect. “What do you mean exactly? And like…how come? I didn’t know you would be interested in doing things with other men. Or me doing things with other men.” That was the main reason you were so surprised by his question. Aleksi had always been the jealous type ever since you started dating, not because he doesn’t trust you. Past relationships had just brought out some insecurities in him and he was deeply scared of losing you. He sighs like he expected this question to come up. “Yeah that’s the thing. You know how I feel when other men even look at you. But I’ve had these fantasies lately, about you talking to other men, flirting with them and then I get to…reclaim you.” His voice becomes more and more quiet the longer he speaks, it’s more than obvious that he feels a bit of shame. There’s no need to and you know that he knows that but it is a rather heavy conversation to have and you’re glad he trusts you enough to bring it up regardless. “Also I’ve had a conversation with Joel recently…” You’re tilting your head to the side, listening even more attentively now. “I mean, I don’t know how the topic even came up, we don’t really talk about these things often but I told him about this fantasy and he finds you kind of hot, I mean who doesn’t…” You have to giggle a bit, the compliment seems wildly out of place and more importantly, it lacks the confidence he usually has when calling you hot. Moreover you can’t help but notice how he hasn’t looked you in the eyes in a while. Still you think a few seconds before saying anything, you don’t want to invalidate his feelings or deny him his wish, especially when it’s something that turns you on as well, but you don’t want him to push himself past a line of his own. Apparently, you take a few seconds too long to think. “You probably think it’s stupid, we don’t have to-” You interrupt him before he gets to finish that thought. “No no baby, I don’t think it’s stupid at all. The thought of being close to you while it’s all about me being yours, belonging to you… I like that. I really do. It’s just- I know how insecure you have gotten about things in the past and those times it was nowhere near actual flirting. I don’t want you to do anything that hurts you, even if it turns you on in theory, you understand?” He nods and finally looks at you. It makes you feel a lot better that he doesn’t avoid your gaze anymore, it’s never a good sign when he does. “Yea I do. That’s why I was thinking Joel might be a good choice. We’re really close and I know he wouldn’t actually do anything. I think I’m more secure then.” You nod slowly, carefully considering your next question. “Okay. What would you actually want him to do in that scenario? I’m assuming touching me is off limits.” He responds strongly and quickly this time.

“Absolutely. That I don’t want, not even when I trust Joel. I don’t know…maybe like…us spending a night together, just hanging. You flirt a bit and talk about what he could do to you. And then I fuck you, with him watching us.” For some reason this conversation is feeling more awkward the longer it lasts but you are determined to make this come true for him. You can tell how much it took for him to start this discussion, so you will not avoid this.

“Okay so all very hypothetical, nothing that actively involves Joel…I think we can do that. But I want you to be honest when it gets too much and tell me immediately. I want this to be good for you”, you finally tell him. He smiles at you, nods and leans over to kiss you. —

It is happening a week later. You have spent every single evening negotiating hypothetical scenarios of what could happen to figure out what Aleksi wanted from this. At some point he had laughed a little and told you to stop overthinking it, it would ruin the fun eventually. You understand what he meant, but still you want this to be what he imagined it to be. Obviously the three of you had agreed on a safe word incase anyone feels uncomfortable but your biggest goal for the night was for nobody to actually need it. You had put on a nice skirt, no underwear underneath. Aleksi had told you that he was fine with you showing yourself off to Joel as long as he kept his hands away from you and the idea of flashing him excites you more than you were willing to admit. The doorbell rings and your heart rate doubles in a split second. “Get the door darling, will you?” There is a certain tone in Aleksi’s voice that he doesn’t usually use when you are having a casual conversation. This voice is a bedroom exclusive and the fact that he uses it already sends shivers down your spine. “Yes babe.” In front of the door, Joel is already waiting for you with a slight smile on his face. By his expression you can tell he is the most confident tonight and you can’t help but feel like his role in this is the easiest to play. “Hi angel” he says and goes in for a short hug. You reciprocate, careful to not get lost in the touch for too long. Once the three of you settle on the couch with a drink, you manage to relax a bit. The boys go for beer as usual, you stick with soda for the night, determined to keep your mind clear and attentive. You are sat right next to your boyfriend, one of his arms around your shoulders and his thumb lightly caressing your arm to remind you of his presence at all times. Like you would possibly forget about that. Aleksi hasn’t addressed you all night, while Joel asks you a question every once in a while to include you in the conversation. You know they do it this way on purpose and you begin to feel like it’s the right time for you to make a move and test the waters. You shift away from Aleksi a bit and uncross your legs, pretending like you just need to stretch them a bit. The truth is, you are making sure Joel watches your every move and you can tell that he has seen everything you wanted him to as he raises his eyebrows in surprise. “You’re bold.” He remarks, making no effort for Aleksi to not notice. Yet your boyfriend only eyes you from the side, acting like he doesn’t know or care about what’s going on. When talking about all this, you had told him to surprise you with cutting off your actions and now you’re curious to find out how much it takes for him to remind you who you belong to.

“I like your rings, Joel.” You purposefully choose a more flirty tone for your comment. “In fact, your hands are very pretty in general.” Usually, when saying such a thing to someone, you would take their hand into yours to stress your point further but the most important rule tonight was for Joel and you not to touch apart from the casual greeting hug, so you stick to words. “Oh really? You were looking at them for some time, hm?” You smile, becoming more confident. “I mean you were looking at me too, weren’t you?” He shrugs. “What do you expect if you put your pussy on display like this?” The whole purpose of this conversation is for you to flirt with Joel like your boyfriend isn’t right next to you, so you decide to keep your gaze on the blonde man in front of you but you would die to see Aleksi’s face right now. “I never said it was a bad thing. Matter of fact, I like your eyes on me like that.” You started playing with the hem of your skirt, carefully revealing a little more of your thighs. Joel hums approvingly. “Good to know. That’s all you like? Just me watching you?” You look straight into his eyes for a few seconds now. His gaze is curious and somehow his eyes appear darker than usual but you manage to not look away. “No. Actually I would love to find out what those pretty hands can do.” After this sentence you hold your breath as if you’re waiting for a vocal reaction from your boyfriend. You know that Aleksi wants you to have this exact conversation with his best friend but you’re still holding on to see if he objects. He doesn’t. Joel snorts. “Damn, are you really needy like that? Doesn’t Alex give you enough attention?” You shrug, leaning back against the couch. “I mean he hasn’t included me in the conversation all night and he’s barely looking at me. You watch me like you would fuck me right here if I let you.” You can practically feel the air thickening. Now it’s getting interesting and you become nervous again. You wonder how much longer Aleksi will listen before taking action. “You’re basically begging me to fuck you, the way you play with your skirt, flashing me like this…you want me to bend you over this table and make you cum so many times you forget your name, don’t you angel?” “Maybe I do.” Just as you say these words, you feel Aleksi’s hand on your thigh and the sudden touch makes you shiver. Fucking finally. “What the fuck do you think you are doing, darling?” You don’t dare to look at Aleksi, all of the confidence and boldness has left your body within a second. Without even seeing his face, you feel his gaze is heavy on you and no matter how hard you tried, you wouldn’t be able to hold it for long.

“Nothing.” It’s the only thing that comes to mind and you realize in an instant how ridiculous it sounds. Aleksi tightens his grip on your leg. “Well it didn’t exactly sound like nothing.” You swallow hard. There’s something intimidating yet intriguing about his behavior right now and you’re dying to find out his next move. “I mean, you didn’t really pay attention to me tonight, what am I supposed to do?” You can see Joel laughing a little at that, your boyfriends however seems to be anything but amused. “I was having a normal conversation with Joel but you can never wait for attention, can you? Listen, if you wanted me to do something, you could’ve just said it. But no, you see another man who might pay attention and you’re putting yourself on display, even with me right next to you. Seems like you forgot whose little bitch you are.” His last words come unexpected but he knows it’s what you like to hear. You whine and reach out to touch his shoulder but he grabs your wrist in a quick motion. “I didn’t say you could touch. Lay down.” “Or what?” For the first time, you are now directly looking at Aleksi and he raises an eyebrow at you. “I wasn’t asking, darling. I’m telling you to lay down, so that I can show Joel and more importantly show you, who it is that makes you feel good. And let me tell you, when you cum tonight, it won’t be because of him.” You quickly lay down after that. As much as you would love to provoke Aleksi just a little more, you’re getting too excited for his hands on your body to wait any longer. In the corner of your eye, you can see Joel. You turn your head to the side to get a good look at him. He seems pleased with the scene in front of him, eyeing your body up and down like he is making sure not miss a single inch of the skin that is revealed when Aleksi pulls your skirt down. “It’s a pretty thing you got there, Alex”, Joel points out and the compliment makes you sigh. Something about being spoken about like you’re not there just does it for you. “Trust me, she’s a lot prettier when she is moaning underneath me.” He sounds determined but he doesn’t do much yet. His fingers are lightly brushing over your inner thighs and you love it yet you need more. You start squirming a bit, hoping your boyfriend gets the message but he seems determined to make you vocalize what you want him to do. “Darling, is there something you want? Any reason in particular why you can’t hold still?” All you can answer is a mumbled “Please…” “Please what?” “Touch me.” The longer he drags out what is going to happen anyway, the emptier your brain goes. All you need is for him to finally please you. Aleksi however doesn’t seem to even consider giving in yet. “I am touching you? My hands are right here on your legs, can’t you feel?”, he asks and applies a little more pressure to your thighs. Motherfucker. This is obviously not what you mean. He knows what you want. You know what you want. Joel knows what you want and he in particular seems to enjoy what is happening as his grin is just growing wider. “Aleksi I need you to please me, make me cum, I don’t even care how, just please, do something.” You think this has to do the job, it’s most definitely all you can articulate right now. For the black haired man sitting between your legs, it is not enough though. “You seem pretty needy for someone who just minutes ago talked about fucking my best friend. You didn’t seem like you needed me then.” You whimper loudly, you can’t take this anymore and while your head feels empty, you start begging your boyfriend without thinking about what you even want to say. “I-I was wrong, it was a mistake, I need you, I need you so badly, not anyone else, just you. Please do anything, I can’t take it anymore, I-”, you cut yourself off with a loud moan as Aleksi lowers his mouth onto your clit and starts sucking harshly without giving you just a second to get used to the new sensation. You start mumbling his name as if it is the only word you’ve ever known and for a second you think about putting your fingers in his hair but you remember what he said earlier about no touching. While you’re not sure the rule still applies, you would rather not find out the hard way, now that you finally get the pleasure you have been anticipating. So instead, your hand lands in one of the pillows on the couch, you just need to hold onto to anything right now. “That feels good, darling?”, Aleksi mumbles against your core, the vibration sending chills through your entire body. “Fuck yes, it does feel good, feels so good.” “Hm, you want more?” You hum approvingly at this question, whatever he is willing to give right now, you’ll take it. Suddenly he inserts a finger inside of you and you arch your back. He knows you well enough to know which exact spots feel the best for you and he is using this knowledge to show Joel just how good he is at making you enjoy yourself. When it’s comfortable, Aleksi adds a second finger and slowly but surely you feel yourself approaching your orgasm. Your boyfriend can tell as well and decides to slow down for a second. “Darling, why don’t you look at Joel and tell him who can make you feel like this, hm? I bet he would love to know.” You turn your head towards the blonde man once more. Clearly, he has been watching attentively, now he’s looking right into your eyes. “It- it’s Alex. He’s making me feel amazing, I only need him to please me. I’m his and his only.” What you’re saying goes beyond what Aleksi asked for but you know it’s what he wants to hear eventually. You would love to say even more but before any further praises for your boyfriend leave your mouth, you whine loudly and your orgasm washes over you. Aleksi doesn’t stop his actions until your high is over but he makes sure not to overstimulate you. Yet, all of a sudden, everything starts becoming too much. Not necessarily physically speaking, God knows, Aleksi has kept going for longer before, but knowing another man is watching you right now, does not feel like the exciting thing that it was an hour ago anymore. Your boyfriend caresses your legs up and down, the motion is soothing you a little until he starts speaking. “That’s a good girl. doing so well for me. Are you ready to show Joel how good you look when I fuck you?” You gulp, staring at the ceiling and before you can even think about it properly, you drop your safe word. Both Aleksi and Joel didn’t expect this but your boyfriend immediately pulls you up into a hug. “What’s wrong, darling? What happened?” You feel ashamed, even though you technically know you don’t have to. You had agreed to this and you had been so busy, making sure Aleksi’s boundaries aren’t crossed that you seem to have forgotten about your own. Tears start forming in your eyes but you try your hardest to not start sobbing right away. “I don’t know, I just- I liked it but I don’t wanna go further, it feels like too much, I don’t- damn it I want Joel to go away.” Silence. You realize how harsh your words must have sounded. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean-” “It’s okay angel”, Joel assures you. “Don’t worry, I’ll leave. You tried and it didn’t work out the way you wanted it to. Those things happen. It’s not your fault.” He gets up and walks towards the door. “You two have a good night.” Aleksi mumbles a response in his direction, you’re too stuck in guilt and shame to answer him as well. Your boyfriend strokes your arm and leaves soft kisses on your hair.

“Darling, it’s okay, it really is. You didn’t do anything wrong, I’m so proud of you for telling me when it got too much.” You lean further against his chest and inhale his scent, slowly calming down, now knowing it’s only you and him.

#blind channel fanfiction #reader insert #aleksi x reader x joel

[briskythesovietspy]

Lovers Don’t Know How to Love

Fandom: Blind Channel (Band) Collections: Blind Channel Summerfest Words: 7,585 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Joel Hokka/Aleksi Kaunisvesi | Alex Mattson Characters: Joel Hokka, Aleksi Kaunisvesi | Alex Mattson, Blind Channel Ensemble Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Asexual Character, First Kiss, First Love, Social Anxiety, Recovering from jetlag, The prompt is there if you squint, Kissing, Angst with a Happy Ending Summary: Looking back, Joel had always known. When it came to love, he was different. He wasn’t looking for love… that was until a dark-haired stranger walks into his life.

#blind channel #blind channel fanfiction #bcfandomsummerfest #my story for the BC summerfest #also my first ever fanfic! #this was quite enlightening to write #please enjoy

[lonelyvomit]

what’s yalls fave Joel pairing in a fic (+ bonus points if you can tell what makes you like it) if Joeleksi doesn’t count

#fanfic #fanfiction #blind channel fanfiction #blind channel fanfic #real person fiction #rpf

[asilentsiren]

I never thought I would become attached to other bands through fics, i only started reading fan fiction for Bad Omens but alot of the writers i follow, write for bands like Blind Channel, Lorna Shore, I Prevail and Electric Callboy and I've never heard of these bands before, never listened to their music, I like to google them when their names are mentioned so I can paint a picture in my head but its so interesting to have become so invested in other bands and the people in them, solely through writing, instead of their music.

#ao3 #ao3 fanfic #bad omens #blind channel #i prevail #lorna shore #electric callboy #bad omens fanfiction #fan fiction

[macabre-mangled]

I’m still in the Blind Channel fandom as well besties

#blind channel #writers on tumblr #fanfic #writing #fanfiction #writeblr #writerscommunity #x reader #writerslife #circe talks

[theflyingfeeling]

two sweaty, horny dudes ✅

sauna ✅

no plot ✅

enjoy 💦

(or: Olli/Allu get it on at the band's sauna evening for no reason whatsover other than simply wanting each other so goddamn much)

~*~

Don't bother, Joonas, let's leave the IT club to nerd about whatever in peace.

Niko's teasing words had barely stopped echoing in the sauna when Olli's lips were already on Aleksi's shoulder, his tongue peeking out to lick a droplet of sweat above his collarbone. The boldness made Aleksi inhale sharply before nudging Olli away, although there was nothing in the world he wanted more than Olli's mouth on his skin.

"Don't," he whispered. "Not here..." Olli looked up at him from under hooded eyelids and the long lashes that framed his darkened eyes, and suddenly Aleksi could no longer remember why he was denying Olli anything at all. That was why he made no effort to stop Olli when he leaned further in to take a mouthful of Aleksi's skin just below his earlobe in his mouth; in fact, Aleksi tilted his head to give Olli more room to do so and hoped the tinted glass door of the sauna would veil their...carnal activities.

By the time they heard the showers being turned off and the door to the changing room closing, Aleksi was already half-hard from Olli's hot, wet kisses and his fingers digging into Aleksi's inner thigh. By the time the last noises of laughter and friendly banter died out in the next room, Olli was already lying down on the top bench of the sauna, back arching and low moans filling the small room as Aleksi mouthed his stomach with hungry, sloppy kisses landing all around his navel and along the happy trail to savour the salty taste as much as to worship the sweet softness of his belly. By the time Aleksi finally touched the tip of Olli's pulsing cock with his tongue, Olli was but a squirming mess under his touch, all but begging Aleksi to take him in his mouth.

The long, lingering licks Aleksi left on Olli's cock drove Olli crazy – Aleksi knew this from the way Olli's groans adopted a more needy undertone – but he had no intention to fulfil Olli's wordless pleas before he'd have the man tremble for it.

"Ale, I need to cum so bad," Olli panted, grinding his erection against Aleksi's lips that were now leaving light kisses along Olli's hardness. A lone drop of precum appeared at the tip, which Aleksi is quick to kiss away.

"Ale, please," Olli was practically whining now, "please let me cum in your mouth.

"Are you close?" Aleksi asked, although he knew the answer when he took Olli in his hand and felt it twitch in his fingers, and when he saw how Olli's abdomen contracted from the touch, and when he heard the litany of swear words leaving Olli's mouth.

"So fucking close I'm gonna cum on your face if you're not gonna take me in your mouth soon."

There was no doubt Aleksi wouldn't have loved that either, and he almost told Olli so; nevertheless, he guided Olli's cock in between his waiting lips. Hollowing his cheeks, he began sucking in rhythm with Olli's groans, making sure to let his lips graze against the sensitive tip before swallowing down again until his septum ring was nearly touching Olli's pubes. He felt Olli throbbing against his tongue, twitching in between his lips, thrusting towards the ceiling under his hands that rested on Olli's hip bones, and with every lust-filled movement Aleksi felt as if there were two, fatally horny wolves inside him: one that was determined to keep Aleksi bobbing his head up and down to help Olli reach his peak sooner rather than later, and one that was curious to see how long Aleksi could keep Olli on the edge before they'd both lose their minds.

Eventually his motive to please Olli outplayed any other, more selfish desire he might have had and he tightened his lips around Olli's cock. Olli buckled his lips uncontrollably when Aleksi added a hand to the base of his hard-on to massage it, to feel Olli's arousal under his fingertips, to revel in every twitch and throb that inspired Aleksi's own aching cock that stood neglected between his thighs. He was desperate to touch himself – he was only human, after all – but as it turned out, his hands had far more important tasks to tend to: while the other was busy gripping Olli's cock, the other had sneaked up to Olli's chest to bury his fingers in the bush of chest hair which Aleksi so loved; which Olli so loved to leave peeking from the collar of his shirt just to drive Aleksi crazy; which Aleksi couldn't wait to cover in his white semen again, like he had done just the other night on the couch of his studio.

Nearly lost in the memory of frotting himself on Olli's chest, Aleksi was almost caught off guard by Olli starting to shoot his load in his mouth. At the height of his orgasm, Olli's slurred words are a mix of fuck and Ale and don't stop, and Aleksi keeps on working his tongue and lips until every last drop of cum has been swallowed, until the only noises left in the sauna are Olli's heavy breathing and the quiet cracking of the fire.

Seeing Olli's naked body in front of him, all spent and relaxed and beautiful, Aleksi could no longer ignore his own bodily needs. He sat back against the wooden panelling behind him and finally took himself in his hand, but he only had time to give himself a few, much-awaited strokes before Olli's fingers were replacing his own and a pair of lips were crashed against his. As if desperate to taste himself off Aleksi's tongue, Olli kissed him hungrily while pumping Aleksi's erection with vigorous, experienced flicks of his wrists, which had no business making Aleksi as close to his climax as it did. Yet, he found his lips mirroring the hasty movements of Olli's, grinding his erection into Olli's fist the best he could from his tight position in between Olli and the wall, and even letting Olli help Aleksi's knee up against his own chest, pushing him further against the wall as Olli's other hand teased around his hole.

Without warning, Olli slid one of his fingers in, and with even less warning, Aleksi came hard with his bottom lip tightly in between Olli's teeth so that his cry of pleasure was muffled somewhere inside Olli's hot mouth. When Aleksi at last regained the little that was left of his senses, the fire in the sauna stove had already died out; the fire in Olli's eyes, however, drilling into his from up close as he milked the last of Aleksi's cum, only seemed to flare up.

~*~

They made out under the shower, somehow leisurely and with great urgency at the same time. Olli was wet and smooth and hot under Aleksi's palms, his every curve and bone and muscle adding fuel to the already blazing flame that was scorching Aleksi's chest and groin, even without Olli's hand stroking his cock anew.

When Aleksi came again, spilling his load on Olli's fingers and stomach, his knees trembled under him from the strength of his second orgasm that evening, nearly making him fall at Olli's feet.

He wanted to ask Olli if he would catch him if he did; if he'd crumble under the weight of it all, would Olli be there to pick him up again?

Somehow the words never left his mouth.

(Perhaps Aleksi was afraid to hear the answer.)

Instead, he got on his knees again.

#weewoo here it is! sorry it's so late (for those of you on my side of the globe at least) #i had sauna myself tonight and... yeah maybe i had Thoughts™ what of it #ngl though i have wanted to write this exact fic for soooooo long #didn't have any particular universe in mind when writing this but if you imagine this to happen in the infidelity AU i ain't gonna stop you #also pleeeeeeaaase let me know how i did i am so insecure about my pwp-writing skills 😩 #random tumblr ficlets by theflyingfeeling #blind channel rpf #blind channel fanfiction #ollixallu #edit. added a teeny weeny detail before anyone could reblog this lol

[ifidiedinadream]

Did you say Olli reader inserts?? 👀

I don't really have a specific request unfortunately... But maybe something that becomes unexpectedly sensual? Like idk. Maybe some sort of fwb or just a one time thing because they both need distraction and they aren't in love or anything but suddenly they are there on this bed/sofa (something comfortable 😌), caught in a deep, lingering kiss, holding onto each other and it's just...yeah. This little "cursive oh moment"™. So the focus kinda drifts away from just searching for pleasure to something...deeper? Idk

Do with this what you will, my mind was jsut suddenly spitting out thoughts and pictures 🥰✨

hello anon! hope you like it 🖤🖤

also on ao3

You spill the coffee onto Olli's living room rug. 

The original plan was to sip on it while working on your project on your laptop (you don't work serenely at home and Olli is generous enough to let you stay at his place when the deadline's close), and now you're thankful it didn't land on the keyboard, but you're still fucking jittery. How fucking stupid can you be? 

"Shit, sorry," you say when Olli's eyes flicker up from his bass to look at you. He puts his headphones away. The cup clicks on the table when you lay it on its surface with maybe a little too much force. 

"It's fine, don't worry, I needed to wash that rug anyway." 

Olli rests the bass by the couch and steps closer to you. You don't meet his gaze. Only when he gently grabs your hand do you notice they've been trembling. 

"You're on edge," Olli remarks, "maybe coffee wasn't a great idea to begin with." 

You chew at the inside of your cheeks. "I know. I need to finish this, though." 

You turn to look at the laptop. On the screen is a project that's only halfway done and your heart clenches. You need to hurry the fuck up. 

You slide your hand away from Olli's grip and sit in front of the computer. Olli's peaceful presence is still behind your back, though, closer now, and before you can even type a word, his hands are on your shoulders. 

"I think you need to let go of some of that tension." 

You're about to retort but Olli's slow touch, the way it's almost a massage on your stiff shoulders and back of your neck, forces you to take a deep breath and hesitate for a moment. 

"You're full of pent up energy..." he continues in that low voice that always startles the butterflies in your stomach. "Maybe we could channel it elsewhere." 

You don't answer immediately, focusing on his caresses instead; he's right, you're anxious and irritable, and you won't get much work done like this no matter how hard you try. And you're at your friend with benefits' place after all, so why not take advantage of it? 

"You know what, Olli," you say, voice way softer than it was just moments ago, "I think I could use your help." 

"That's right." 

Olli's hands slide down, from your shoulders and neck to the front of your chest, until they find your breasts. He fondles and squeezes gently, making your eyes roll back. Your whole body awakens and you grab Olli's hands to push them harder into your tits, wordlessly asking him to be rougher. You know Olli likes taking his sweet time, and his sensuality is what drew you to him in the first place, but now you need to be fucked senseless. 

"I need more." 

Olli only snorts and stops touching you. He walks over to the couch and you follow him, hoping he'll be merciful tonight and give you what you need with little to no bullshit. 

"Woah, baby, where does this desperation come from?" Olli asks when you promptly sit in his lap and grind into his crotch. 

"Well, you suggested sex, turns out it's exactly what I need," you explain, "so now you're gonna give it to me." 

Olli chuckles. He grabs your hips firmly. 

"Kiss me first?" 

"Fuck kisses, let me sit on your cock." 

The look Olli responds with is so intense it takes you aback. You were expecting a laugh, a moan, a roll of his hips or something - definitely not big blue eyes with the slightest frown, staring up at you like you just broke his heart. The grip on your hips loosens. What is it about? He's not your boyfriend - it's just sex. Then why does he look hurt? 

His face softens after a moment. "You know that's not how I fuck." 

"I know," you say, "but it's how I need it." 

"I wanna give you what you want." Olli moves closer to your chest, resting his head on it for a second as if to hear your heartbeat, then his lips find the skin of your neck and start teasing. "I'll give it to you. I just want a kiss first." 

Okay, fine, you won't deny him a kiss. He's lucky he has such a sexy, kissable face, so you hardly mind. You smile, finally convinced, and his face lights up. It's a lovely sight and it makes you want to hold him close, card your hand through his curls and kiss his forehead. 

No, the fuck. Why would I want to hold my fuck buddy like that?  

Then you kiss Olli or Olli kisses you, you can't really tell, and you really want to shove your tongue down his throat because you need him oh so much, but you don't find the same kind of energy on Olli's part. His tongue is slow, gentle, just like his hands and voice have been, so you indulge his movements, caressing his mouth with a soft tongue. He's warm and tastes so good and the hands on your hips slide up under your hoodie, touching skin. Suddenly you find out you can't get enough of this kiss. Suddenly you find out sex can come later. 

Well, shit.  

When you part, Olli is looking at you with an earnest gaze. His eyes are stern, careful, like he's trying to understand something. You smooth out the lines in his forehead with two fingers and his features relax, and that's when you kiss him again, with the intent of savoring him right from the start this time. 

Even though the kiss sends electricity down your body, turning on your gut and making you drip, the fuzzy feeling in your chest is prevalent and you're no longer in a hurry - all the anxiety and irritability from earlier have vanished, and the lust has turned into something... different. Having Olli so close to you is heaven, and maybe even sex couldn't make this moment feel any better. If you were to die now, in Olli's arms, kissing him deeply, it would be alright. Maybe. 

Maybe.  

"This is better than rough, wild sex, isn't it?" 

"With you, yeah, it is." 

Olli's cheeks and nose turn a lovely shade of pink. You lean in to kiss the blush right under his left eye. 

"Maybe we should... make love?" 

Your breath hitches. Make love? Is this what it is? Wasn't love the one thing you and Olli said you'd stay away from? How has it come to this? 

You take a deep breath, because making love is exactly what you want now, what you need, and resisting it would be useless, stupid even - telling yourself lies never got you far. And why deny something that feels so damn good anyway? 

"Yeah, maybe we should." 

After another kiss and a kind smile from Olli, you take each other's clothes off, slowly and touching every new strip of skin you uncover like it was the first time. 

Somehow, it does feel like the first time. 

Olli ends up on top of you, your bodies flush together, his warmth so pleasant. You grab the back of his head to pull him closer to you, in the crook of your neck, and his breath is hot against your skin. His hair is soft when it curls around your fingers. 

"You've never looked this beautiful," Olli whispers against your neck, and you kind of know what he's talking about. Olli's always been gorgeous, but tonight he shines of his own light. 

"I need you," you say, wrapping your legs around the small of his back. Olli lifts his face and looks at you with the most profound stare. You feel naked, vulnerable, but it's wonderful and you look back into his eyes when he finally penetrates you, his expression faltering for a moment, the weakest sigh escaping your lips. 

He starts off slowly. Your body relaxes completely, basking in the feeling of fullness, in his warmth all around you. You keep holding him close, your hand in his curls, the other between his shoulder blades where his skin is so soft. His throat emits the sweetest baritone grunts and your ankles slide higher on his back, changing the angle just a bit. 

The pleasure intensifies. You moan and Olli gets the hint, pushing into you faster. Once again he raises his head to look at you, and this time you can't help but express your awe. 

"Shit, baby, you're so -" a moan cuts you off, "you're handsome. This is so good." 

Invigorated by the praise, groaning, Olli picks up his pace, hand coming to cup the side of your face tenderly, a stark contrast to the movements of his hips. Soon he rests his lips on your other cheek, leaving dry kisses there, or trying to, anyway; by now the pleasure and the fluffy feeling in your chest from all the care and attention have grown, and it only takes you a few more thrusts to come undone, moaning loudly and pulling him even closer to you. Your body convulses, writhes, and Olli only holds you tighter, thrusting inside you, sweating. 

When he comes some time later, your breathing is still ragged, and he kisses you on the cheek, then on the corner of your mouth, then on your lips. 

"I think I like it better this way," you say after a moment. Olli smiles sweetly, looks down, and by the time he's looking at you again his smile has infected you. You kiss once more. 

"Yeah," he says, "I like this better too."

#my writing #blind channel fanfiction #blind channel fanfic #rpf #blind channel rpf #blind channel imagines #olli matela x reader

[exquisiteagony]

here’s my BC Advent Calendar fic! this was so fun @another-sun !

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[gakehc]

My Sweet Enkeli: Chapter 5

"Enkeli": finnish word for "angel".

When Noah Sebastian met Nori Nurmi for the first time, he knew he wanted her more than anything. She was beautiful like an angel and dangerous like the devil.

♡ Author's note: Please let me know your opinions, I would love to know your thoughts 🖤 don't forget to repost so more people can read it! CHAPTER 4 HERE.

♡ Warnings: This is a work involving real people but it's 100% fiction written. Please remember that this is only for fun purposes and it doesn't reflect their real thoughts and behaviors. Don't take this work too seriously. +18 only. Smut, oral sex, penetration, unprotected sex (please always use condoms!!!!)

♡ Characters: Noah Sebastian × Nori Nurmi (OFC).

♡ Words: 2.707

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Room 1334 it's where Nori and Noah are spending some time together - it's on a different floor, far from everyone that could ruin their fun. In their heads, they think that they are hiding very well but the fact is that their secret it's not a secret anymore: some people already find out while others are starting to suspect that they are having an affair. Nicholas and Auri needed to beg for those who know to pretend that nothing is happening so there will be no drama and it's better this way.

The sheets are a total mess, there's pillows on the floor but they didn't have sex at all. They are just cuddling, enjoying each other's touch while they talk about the most random things. Even though Noah knows how to give a good massage, he can't take the tension away from Nori's shoulder. She is freaking out inside while Auri's words have been haunting her like a ghost lately: 'Are you sure that he is not feeling something else for you?'. She doesn't want to fool Noah and break his heart; just the thought of it makes her sick to her stomach. Nori knows that she needs to talk to him soon before everything gets out of control but she's feeling like a big coward now - something that is not like her.

“What's wrong, huh?” He asks, his voice soft while he is still massaging her shoulders.

“Nothing…” her voice it's almost inaudible.

“You know you can trust me”.

“I know.. I just…”.

She needs to find the strength inside of her and have this much needed conversation. Going up on the stage while hundreds of people stare at her is much easier than this.

“I'm worried” she sighs “I don't want things between us to get too… serious”.

“Hm…”.

Noah knows that he can't mess things up and let himself fall in love with Nori, this is something that he keeps saying to himself everyday since the tour started.

“We really look like a couple right now” she says, turning around to face him.

“Yeah, I know” he laughs “Once again I ask you to trust me. Let's not try to ruin things by worrying too much. We are here together as good friends who have a huge chemistry in bed, why should we let this opportunity go?”.

He's right. They indeed have some real good time in bed together. Noah has provided Nori some great time in bed, actually he is really close to the first place of her ranking - he only loses to Joel. What makes him stay in the second place it's the fact that Nori it's not in love with him.

“You're right” she admits, but doesn't look into his eyes.

“I'm what?”

“Right!” She rolls her eyes.

“I like that” his smirk is irresistible “Now, let me do something to make you relax for real”.

Noah pushes her into the mattress, making her lie on her back. He slowly takes off her shorts and panties, spreading her legs and positioning himself between them. Her green eyes widely watch his moves while he leaves soft kisses inside her thighs, his brown gaze recording all of her reactions as he breathes against her intimacy. He swipes his nose on her folds, smelling her scent and making her body shiver intensely, her heart beating fast as she waits for him to finally touch her right there where she needs the most. When his tongue finally starts to lick her clit, she lets out a moan of pleasure. The sensation is so good that she wishes Noah could eat her forever.

“You taste so good, angel” he says, almost whispering “Can you come for me? Can you come right in my mouth?”.

“Fuck yeah Noah, keep going baby”.

Nori rolls her hips and holds Noah's head, pressing his face against her soaking wet pussy. Her fingers run desperately in his hair, pulling some strands while her orgasm gets closer. Soon, Noah puts two fingers inside of her and she can't resist it anymore.

“Oh baby…” she groans.

Noah can't hold the smile as he feels Nori's walls clenching around his fingers, her swollen clit aching with pleasure under his tongue. He is discovering that giving Nori so much pleasure is one of his favorite things in the world.

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Sweden is not a new place for Nori, she probably has been there a hundred times. Some family members of her live in Stockholm so she spent a lot of vacations here when she was a kid, playing with her cousins. She even learned how to speak Swedish so she could communicate better with her favorite cousin Nati, who it's excited to watch Bad Omens in a couple of days. Nati it's physically different from the Nurmi sisters: she's shorter and a little more shy, her eyes are colored in a soft tone of brown while a pair of glasses helps her to see better. Her hair is naturally brown with some pink highlights and her clothes are definitely more minimalist and comfy. There's almost no make-up on her face, just a little bit of blush to make her look healthier and a soft raspberry lip tint on the lips. She's excited to see her cousins again but seeing Bad Omens live for the first time and meeting the band it's definitely the best part of the weekend.

The bands are going to spend three days in Sweden so Jolly can have some time to see his family. They are all dancing and drinking in a nightclub that Nati decided to take them to so the crew and the bands can have some fun. Nori loves to dance and all the girls are dancing together on the dancefloor, the music is loud and the crowd is big around them. There's hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at her but there's only one gaze that she cares about. Noah is eating her alive with his eyes while he stands next to the bar as Nicholas seems to be talking something to his friend. Noah doesn't listen, he only wants to take Nori with him and leave this place so they can be together. She looks at his hands, he is holding a bottle of beer. Noah's hands are something that really turns Nori on: they are so big and his fingers are so long, she loves to feel him grabbing her throat and sliding his fingers inside of her.

She looks stunning; her feets moving to the rhythm of the song on a pair of strappy high heels sandals while she holds the hem of the burgundy satin dress that Nati borrowed her, trying to not show too much. It's a sexy piece, it shows her back and has a long cleavage that makes her boobs pop out - she's literally dressed to kill any man that may put his eyes on her. Her hair is tied up in a high ponytail with some strands falling in her face, her eyes painted with a subtle brown eyeshadow and black eyeliner while her lips are colored in a bloody red lipstick.

The way she moves her hips slowly, her hands roaming through her thighs and going up to her waist. It's like she is showing Noah the way she wants him to touch her. It would be so good to dance next to him, to show everyone that she is the one who he is attracted to. He would love to kiss her in front of everyone, too. Noah is the one who makes her moan in pleasure and scream his name, and Nori is the one who makes him get hard like a rock. They need to be together again tonight.

Even though Noah had touched Nori so many times, he just can't believe she is real. There's no way his brain cells can process the fact that the woman that is right in front of him it's not a character of his dreams or an image that his mind created. He needs to touch her again to make sure that she is a real human being. Maybe, she is a magical creature just hanging out between mere mortals or someone from another world, a witch with very powerful enchanting powers - a goddess. The colorful lights that are flashing around her are not brighter than her eyes or the natural glow of her skin. The smile that forms on her face is holy and full of grace while her body is like all the seven sins gathered together in one place; it's irresistible.

Nori's eyes wander all the faces around her as she tries to find Noah. Soon, she feels a very familiar touch on her waist, making her whole body shiver and her heart beat faster than the loud music that dominates the dance floor - she already knows it's him, she couldn't mistake it. Noah's warm breath hits the back of her neck while he stands behind her, following the moves that her hips are slowly doing. His two hands roam from her thighs to her waist again, grabbing her with only the necessary strength to keep her close to him. Nori can't escape from Noah and she doesn't really want to: the two of them don't care if anyone in the crew might see them in such dirty dancing, her butt brushing against his crotch in circular motions. She can feel his bulge getting bigger and harder, her core starting to ache while she holds him by the neck while his nose is buried in her hair, feeling the scent of her cherry red waves. They can't hold on anymore, it's getting hard to pretend that they are not dying with so much desire.

“If we keep going like this I will fuck you right here in front of all these eyes” he sounds dead serious.

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The ride to the hotel seemed like an eternity but they are finally in their room, away from everyone and free to do whatever they want to. Noah slams the door shut as Nori sits on the bed, waiting for him to come to her. Standing in front of her, he goes down to his knees, his fast fingers working on the straps of her high heels. He slowly takes them off, massaging her calf and leaving sweet kisses all over, going up to her thighs.

Instinctively, Nori opens her legs, inviting him to her, to take control of her body. She lifts her arms so her dress can easily get out while Noah pulls it off, revealing her breasts and red laced underwear. The wind that comes through the window hits against her skin but it doesn't compare to the effect that Noah's touch can provide; it's makes her shiver to the bone, her whole skin full of goosebumps as his fingers runs slowly on her collarbone, going down to her boobs and finally touching her nipple.

“You're so pretty, my angel…” he says, his voice so velvety and sexual.

“Your angel?” She arches an eyebrow.

“Yes…” he leans forward to her “My sweet angel”.

Hearing Noah saying such words makes Nori lose her mind. She pulls him on top of her, her body feeling the touch of the fabric from his clothes frictioning against her bare skin while they kiss intensely, their tongues dancing together in a breathtaking way. But it doesn't take too long for him to make a pause to take his clothes off, standing in front of her wearing only his gray boxers, the huge volume between his legs making Nori even more desperate for him. She pulls him closer again, staring at his face all smeared with red lipstick, which makes her giggle.

“What's wrong?” He asks, starting to laugh.

“Your face… it's all red with my lipstick”.

“You should clean it by sitting on my face”.

He lays on her back while she carefully straddles his head, her arousal touching his lips while Noah holds her thighs and pulls her even closer, burying himself between her buttcheeks. He is having a lot of fun licking her folds while she rolls her hips in his face, her juices wetting his chin as he sucks her swollen clit. She leans over so she can reach his cock, positioning herself in a 69. She takes his cock in her hand, stroking the shaft and leaning forward even more so her lips are touching the head, feeling the taste of his pre cum while she licks him before putting him inside her mouth.

“Mm…” the only thing he can do is groan while he is still eating her pussy like he is starving for her.

“Shit, Noah…” she feels her apex getting closer.

He sucks her clit so hard that Nori can't resist, a huge orgarm taking control of her, making her back arch as she tries to keep the pace on his cock, moaning without taking his length out of her mouth. Noah squeezes her butt as he feels her coming on his tongue, digging his fingers on her skin while he devours her core.

“Ohh baby… I need you” she begs, moving to his side on the bed.

Noah takes his boxers off completely and pushes her so she can lay on her belly. He spreads her buttcheeks to have a better access to her entrance and starts to penetrate her slowly.

“Damn Noah… Fuck!” She moans.

He grabs her butt as he buries himself completely inside of her, getting in and out as her thight walls embrace his hard cock. The pace is getting faster each second, just the way Nori likes it; she wants it rough. His hips moving as he tries to go even deeper inside of her, his tip touching the deepest part of her. His hands goes to her shoulders, grabbing them as he moves in the fastest rhythm he can, sweat drops falling on his forehead while her moans get out of control. Soon, he buries his face on her neck, smelling the rose scent of her perfume mixed with sweat.

“Fuck, you're destroying me” she groans.

“That's how you like it, huh? You like to be fucked hard”.

“Yes baby, keep fucking me like that, I'm close”.

Noah almost goes insane just by knowing that Nori is close to her orgarm. He rolls her on her back and penetrates her again without any mercy, her whole body moving on the mattress in the same rhythm as his thrusts, her legs spreading at its maximum as her knees touch her boobs. He holds her by her tight while the other hand grabs her throat, their eyes staring at each other intensely while he pounds nonstop inside of her.

“Oh Noah…” she moans.

“Say my name, angel”.

“N-Noah… Fuck!” She screams.

“Yes, such a good girl coming for me”.

Nori's orgasm is so strong that her legs start to shake uncontrollably, her head feeling dizzy like she doesn't have any strength to hold on while her body is spasming in a way that never happened before.

“I can't… Oh my god that's so fucking good!” She grows.

“You're coming hard, aren't you? That's my angel”.

Seeing Nori so lost in her own pleasure makes Noah reach his apex, too. He releases his seed inside of her, thrusting the last few times before he collapses on top of her.

“Fuck, angel…” he moans lowly.

She wraps her arms around him, holding him closer while he leans his face on her chest, them both pacing as they try to recover themselves. She delicately caresses his cheek, making Noah close his eyes and sigh. He belongs here with her, between her arms, feeling a few drops of sweat against his face while her perfume fills his nostrils - it's his favorite scent in the world. He knows he said she could trust him, that he would control his feelings for her… but he lied. It's not just physical anymore; his heart is beating faster for her, he is breathing for her. Nori is all he can think about, all that matters now. Noah is lost in his feelings for the Finnish singer, he just wishes she could feel the same way.

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[mondayborn]

Milk Before Bed

Joel's nose catches on before he does, the acrid smell of an omega in distress sending him into autopilot. He closes the door behind him and locks it so no weird strangers can walk in. He also grabs his big towel and wraps the omega quickly so weird strangers don't get any wrong ideas.

Joonas is Olli's secret to sleeping soundly. When the very insomniac Joel finds out, he thinks he might like to try it too.

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